Quotes About Joy

She kept looking away then back to me, as though at a nice surprise. This was maybe best of all. I never once expected to be someone's nice surprise.

There is nothing wrong with being kissed on the cheek by a sweet round woman in a café after you have nearly died.

I don't have the gift to aptly describe the rest of that evening, except to say it was a Christmas Eve beyond all gasping wishes

She comforts my spirit and body as nothing ever has. That's a part of love, too. I also know I'm never as happy as I am when I'm with her.

Now she had discovered that to be in love was even more wonderful. It was as though every weight had been removed from her soul. She still cared about the troubles of her people, but they no longer had the power to weigh her down with despair, to burden her with heartache. Love had given her a freedom such as she had never known.

And one day a great thing happened. Dov Landau smiled again.

a kite is a victim you are sure of. you love it because it pulls.

a life without love, is no life at all

life without love, is no life at all

as a well-spent day gives, joy in sleep so a well-spent life brings, joy in dying

Pero así cómo el ojo ve primero lo que está al sol y después con asombro y alegría descubre en la sombra un tesoro

You are never fully dressed until you put on a smile!

Life itself is grace.

Faith is when God and man choose to walk together in life, to think together, and I'd even say, to laugh together. For the faith life is the happiest life. Faith has no relationship with idleness. It has to do with a man who gets out there and goes for God, and God goes for him.

People tend to be exquisitely precise when describing pain. We don't just say it hurts, we say it throbs or aches; it's a burning, wrenching, gnawing sensation; it's sharp or dull; it chafes; it stings. But where pain specifies, joy generalizes. It was great! we say. Terrific! Beautiful! Fantastic!

Maturity and experience shouldn't stop one from craving silly things like sliding down bannisters.

While the laughter of joy is in full harmony with our deeper life, the laughter of amusement should be kept apart from it. The danger is too great of thus learning to look at solemn things in a spirit of mockery, and to seek in them opportunities for exercising wit.

I'd give all the wealth that years have piled, the slow result of life's decay, To be once more a little child for one bright summer day.

Thy loving smile will surely hail The love-gift of a fairy tale.

And, has thou slain the Jabberwock? Come to my arms, my beamish boy! O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay! He chortled in his joy.

I wish I could manage to be glad! the Queen said. Only I never can remember the rule. You must be very happy, living in this wood, and being glad whenever you like!

If he smiled much more, the ends of his mouth might meet behind, and then I don't know what would happen to his head! I'm afraid it would come off!

A very merry unbirthday to you

In winter, when the fields are white, I sing this song for your delight—